CAUGHT IN THE SPOTLIGHT // open, hawkclan invite

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    This would be a rather quick invite but she had no time to dawdle on clan borders. It would be an invite through words written on paper, not verbally. She wished she could but there were too many clans to invite right now and she couldn't stop on each one. The feline was riding on the back of her griffin and clicked her tongue when she spotted Riverclan territory. The griffin descended and Littlestar grabbed the blue envelope and let it go. The envelope drifted down onto the territory and landed square in the middle of camp. On the front of the invite was 'Riverclan!' The inside was as so;


    Riverclan,


    You have formally been invited to a Hawkclan party. There will be drinks, food and music. We would love to see you there. The path will be lit by lanterns, follow them and you will find yourself amidst fairy lights and food. Hope you can come.


    Littlestar.


    ADVENTURE IN THE EVENING AIR // open, hawkclan party

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    It was a wonder why he ever tried to sleep. He was always woken up by something and this time it was a letter that landed squarely on the tip of his nose. A blue envelope to be exact. It caused him to sneeze before he pushed his muzzle away from it and lifted his head up with a confused and sleep look scrawled over his face. When he realized there was indeed something in front of him he took the time to look at it and then he slowly opened it before reading over the words. Oh, a party in Hawkclan. That seemed rather interesting. "Hey guys! Hawkclan has invited up to a party with food. Everyone is allowed to go!"

    A party? The bulldogs ears would perk. "Noted. I'll look into attending." LeFou would remark as he padded over, coming to sit a little ways behind the Doberman. "Do you think you'll go, Monsieur Desmond? he'd ask curiously. He seemed like a rather busy man, but perhaps some time off to enjoy himself would be good for him.